As soon as Huang Sanye's words fell, Yang Xingwu pinned his front robe to his belt, stretched out his arms, took a big stride, and flew onto the competition platform.

What a "Roc spreads its wings"!

"Okay!" Huang Sanye took the lead, and the gangsters and family members all over the yard clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

Qi Bo and the three of them stood behind Shen Yun, and the cold sweat on their backs could be brushed off.

The skills are limited, and the neighbors can't see which of the two is stronger or weaker. They looked at Yang Xingwu, as well as the wolf-like strong men who were waiting behind Huang Sanye, and then looked at Shen Yun, and the three old, weak, sick and disabled behind him, with more or less pity in their eyes - poor child, this is for Hong Ye in front of him. Huang Sanye invited a high-level martial artist, obviously wanting to put this child to death.

Old Man Chen on the front street felt like falling into an ice cave, and the whole person couldn't wait to shrink into the big red drum stool under his buttocks.

He waited for a month, and when he saw that there was still no movement on Huang Sanye's side, he thought that Shen Xiaozi was a person with a great background.

Even Huang Sanye was afraid of his fire! Who knew that Huang Sanye obviously hated this kid.

Huang Sanye won't blame my Chen family, right? After cleaning up Shen Boy, will he have to deal with my Chen family?

He glanced quietly at the others. Those heads of the family were also sitting on pins and needles, their faces were uncertain, and they must have felt better than him in their hearts.

That's it, after the competition is over, he will kowtow to Huang Sanye and admit his mistake......

Shen Yun's face remained unchanged, and he untied the Huoyun Jin fox fur cloak with one hand, and casually handed it to Lao Luo at the back: "You guys are waiting here." ”

"Yes. Lao Luo held the cloak in both hands and gritted his teeth in response.

Next to him, Qi Bo and Uncle Ding couldn't help but reach out and press the hem of the sheepskin robe. Whether Shen Ye brought a knife or not, they don't know. But they all have knives hidden under their robes today.

Originally, when he had dinner yesterday, Shen Yun ordered that they should stay at home and wait for news without the three of them coming.

It was the three of them who insisted on following.

It's really not a matter of presumption. And the three of them discussed the result together.

According to Uncle Ding's words, if it wasn't for the rescue, their corpses would have turned to ashes a long time ago. After two years of fairy-like good life, it's time to be content. Besides, after living for most of their lives, in this world, apart from Ye and Shen Ye, who else treats them as human beings? Now, the surname Huang is bent on ruining their good life, kicking them back into the mud ditch, and belittleing them like before. Hehe, the rabbit knows how to bite when it's in a hurry. The three of them all felt that today, if Shen Ye was defeated, he would definitely not be able to get out of the gate of the Yellow Mansion. Then they are all alive, and they want to bite Huang Sanye desperately and taste what his blood tastes like.

As for Qi's mother, it's the same. At this moment, one of them was holding an oil can, guarding behind the gate. As long as the gangsters of the Huang family dared to come to the door, they ordered the house.

Of course, this kind of plan to break the net must not be told to Shen Ye.

Qi Bo stood up and said to Shen Yun: "We are old and crippled, and we can't help you. But following you, at least it's a popularity. Nothing else, when you compete, it's okay to shout and cheer for you. It's good that the surname Huang knows that there is no shortage of people in our house. ”

Shen Yun saw that he couldn't persuade them, so he nodded and agreed.

Although they were ready to die, when they saw Huang Sanye sharpening their knives, they still had numb scalps, and they fought two battles.

I really can't help it.

Seeing Shen Yun in front of him like no one else, Qi Bo wanted to slap himself, and couldn't stop scolding himself in his heart: Shen Ye is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. Look at this momentum, even the surname Huang was suppressed by him. You, you, you, have lived in vain for most of your life! Stand up straight, don't embarrass Shen Ye!

Lao Luo and Uncle Ding also had the same idea as him. The three of them all straightened their chests and looked at Shen Yun's back firmly.

Feeling their gaze, Shen Yun pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, raised his legs and walked towards the competition platform.

The neighbors in the audience were not disappointed -- Yang Ye made a preemptive strike, and the hand he showed was an eye-opener for them; under normal circumstances, shouldn't this Shen Ye be a needle-pointer against Mai Mang?

Who knows, Shen Yun walked over lightly and skillfully!

I don't know how many jaws dropped on the spot.

Huang Sanye was stunned for a moment, and then, with disdain, snorted lightly from his nose, and said in his heart: This is to admit it!

There are also many people looking forward to it-Shen Ye is too calm! If you want to take the next breath, just in the next breath, Shen Ye will make a big move!

No one looked at Yang Xingwu who stood on the competition platform after losing one-handedly. Everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Yun.

Expectant, disdainful, excited...... All kinds of eyes are intertwined. Bang bang bang bang sparked gossip.

For Shen Yun, it was just a dozen steps. However, in these dozens of breaths, many people at the scene didn't know how many pictures their brains had made.

In the end, everyone was not disappointed.

Shen Yun withstood the eyes of the audience, just walked to the bottom of the high platform, and then, lightly lifted the corners of his robe, stepped on the wooden steps, and walked up the wooden platform unhurriedly.

I didn't show any kung fu foundation.

Seeing him stand a few steps away from Yang Xingwu, a gentle boo rang out from the audience.

Many people shook their heads slightly: This is to admit it! It's so boring!

There are also many people who look at the childish black face and sigh sympathetically in their hearts: It's still a child.

There are also people who have a bright eye, and they are quickly thinking in their hearts: That courtyard looks very good, I don't know if Huang Sanye can get it, whether to keep it or sell it. If you keep it for your own use, it's just that, if you sell it again, I don't know how much it will cost?

Yang Xingwu also thought that Shen Yun would kowtow next and admit defeat.

Martial arts competitions have always been like this. Once it starts, there are no eyes for fists and feet, and it doesn't matter if you live or die. Rely on your ability to speak. If you can't beat it, you just can't beat it. It's better to kowtow directly and admit defeat. In that case, at least he will be able to walk off the stage alive.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fist lightly behind his back, and said in his heart: Shen boy, don't be cowardly. Today, Huang Sanye has done a good job of shelfing, and he will definitely make you come and go. Even if the master lets you go here and spares you for your life, you won't be able to get out of the gate. Therefore, it is better to do your best and die on this martial arts platform. In this way, it does not fall into the integrity of the warrior.

Well, temperament or something, it's always been nonsense.

What a pity that such a young talent really wants to be shot to death by random arrows! Twist that young and tender neck with his own hands and beat a young talent into a ghost, that is called joy!

In his heart, the kid opposite was already a dead man, so he didn't hide the gloom in his eyes.

Yes, a few steps away, Shen Yun could clearly feel the full malice from the other side.

This guy is not good!

Without dodging or dodging, he met the other party's sinister gaze, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Boy Shen Yun, please teach your seniors." "In the Hongyun Martial Arts Pavilion, it is common for disciples to learn from each other. Before the competition, both sides saluted like this.

"Ahh

didn't beg for mercy and admit defeat!

Shen boy, this is the battle!

"Zi-", Huang Sanye took a deep breath, his eyes were even colder, and he snorted coldly in his heart, marking the moon-white figure on the stage with a label of "I don't know the height of the sky".

In his design, Shen Yun should cry bitterly at this time, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

Yang Xingwu was also very surprised, and couldn't help but give the other side a straight look.

That's right, the true qi is just condensing, and at best, it is equivalent to the appearance of a high-level martial artist.

Hmph, don't cry when you don't see the coffin!!) He clenched his fist again, and a chuckle appeared on his cold face.

Well, you can hear the crunch of the neck bone being broken right away!

There is no better sound in the world!